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the blistering pace of spacetime, codified into multivariate sensory apparatuses (why not apparatie btw)
as you tear through cosmogonical, relativistic-awareness & self consciousness
‘gravity’. the void as soil you are buried beneath. clawing to a perch. entropy dissolving it
you wake up again and again. no one has answers for you
no one can explain the hardship, the love, the sun, the brain.
to me this points to how underdeveloped the human still is. how much there is left to do and play. cavemen, w better toys
why not aim higher. in your health, your love, your family, your passion, your weakness, your grief, your pain, your lifestyle
time is so often viewed narrowly. within the confines of lifespan, or history.
what if we’re still just amoeba w infinity ahead 1 reply
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